Sanctuario de Chimayo Kalus Priebe
among other things: an excerpt from a meditation by Perdita Finn on The Way of the Rose:
… The darkness is the
infinite dead whose lives have led to ours—the vanished stars, the old trees,
the forgotten friends. In the darkness are nothing but mothers and lovers
waiting to take us by the hand and guide us to the unimaginable and the
impossible.
The dead have seen it all. They have seen civilizations rise and
fall. They remember plagues and genocides, collapses and extinctions. They
remember, too, ways of being that we have forgotten, secrets we need going
forward, and what it means to see beyond the limits of a single human life. But
like Inanna and Odysseus and the great heroes of myth and legend, we must
journey to the underworld to receive the gifts of the dead before we can become
who we really are.
Christmas in Madison Square Paul Cornoyer
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